Fast Money, Fast Problems

“Fast Money Ain’t Free” Everybody at school knew Jay had money now.

New shoes every week. New phone. Always flexing. People were like,

“Bro, where you working?” Jay would just laugh. “Mind your business.” He started hanging

with older dudes after school. Dark hoodies, parked cars, always whispering.

Jay thought he was up. Thought he cracked the cheat code to life.

Fast money. No homework. No boss. At first it felt easy.

Too easy. But then his phone never stopped buzzing. “Where you at?” “Don’t be late.”

“You messed up.” Jay stopped sleeping. Stopped laughing. Started looking over his shoulder